Monday, January 4, 2021

Book Tour for The Strike Out by Meghan Quinn (REVIEW).....

 
Readers will find themselves charmed by baseball player Holt the moment they see the sparks fly between him and a hardworking young woman in a romance of opposites attracting.  Keep reading to get a tempting taste of The Strike Out by Meghan Quinn, along with my impressions of it, then add this sensual and flirtatious addition to the boys of Brentwood baseball series to your bookshelf too!

It started with one night out with the boys.
She was the hot diner waitress putting herself through school.
I was the rich, arrogant player everyone misjudges.
On paper we didn’t match.
Yet all it took was one day. One single day to change her mind.
She wasn’t planning to spend her day off with me.
She wasn’t supposed to fall for my charm.
But one day, one smile, turned into several nights of her calling out my name.
I’m not the guy she should end up with. I’m jealous, possessive. Not here for a long time - just a good time.
She’s changed me.
But, for some reason, I feel her slipping through my fingers and no matter what I do, I fear I’m going to strike out with the one and only girl I’ve ever fallen for.

EXCERPT:

“Four patty melts, then?” Harmony asks, with a little more attitude in her voice than before.
“That would be—"
“Is there something wrong?” I ask, interrupting Knox before he can say something douchey like “that would be lovely."
“Nope.” She pops the P with a snap of her lips and refuses to look at any of us.
“Then the patty melts would be—"
“Do you have something against us being on the baseball team?” I ask, turning my entire body toward her. Carson groans. He becomes “ravenous” when he’s drunk, and I know all he wants is his patty melt with a plateful of fries, but I want some answers first.
The stigma on campus is that the players on the Brentwood baseball team are entitled assholes—which might be true for some of the players who’ve worked through the system, but not for us. There’s also a good chance, at least once a day, that we run into a student on campus who hates us. Didn’t think it would happen before school started.
“Dude, you’re so aggressive right now,” Knox says. “Maybe she just—"
“Yeah, I do.” Harmony props her hand on her hip.
“Okay, never mind.” Knox leans back in his booth and folds his arms over his chest.
“Let me guess,” I say in an irritated and affronted tone. “You think we’re a bunch of entitled assholes who rule the campus and don’t deserve half the benefits we receive for being on the team."
She folds her arms as well and with a whole lot of sass, she says, “Yeah, I do. Your expensive stadium, equipment, staff, and full-ride scholarships eat up half the tuition on this campus, leaving nothing for us peasants. You’re obnoxious, self-righteous, and think the world revolves around you. Meanwhile, the rest of the students around you work at shitty diners, earning low wages, serving drunk morons like you at all hours of the night, just to put ourselves through college so we can earn a degree, graduate to a shitty job that won’t pay for our student loans, and wind up in debt with the rest of the country.”
Yikes.
Silence falls. What do you say to that?
Clearly, she’s bitter, but with the passion flaming in her eyes and the claws ready to shoot from her fingertips, I think I should slowly back away.
Jason takes that moment to appear from the bathroom, and he sits with a resounding plop. He glances around and asks, “Did you order me a patty melt?"
Rolling her eyes, Harmony takes off toward the kitchen, leaving us concerned. Is she going to put in our order? Because we want our patty melts.


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MY IMPRESSIONS OF THIS BOOK:

From the moment I read the first book in the Brentwood University universe I was hooked!  I was captivated by the witty banter, fun and flirty exchanges, steamy encounters, and especially the delicious baseball players who balance love with their sport.  By the turn of the final page this story becomes a wonderful addition to this world and it was an entertaining romance that charmed me, while putting a smile on my face, as I watched two people from different worlds navigate their way to HEA.

Holt Green is a big city boy who comes from a family of wealth.  He has a talent when it comes to playing baseball that has made him one of the Big Men On Campus and it has him beloved by some while hated by others.  From the outside he appears to have it all, but looking past his laughing and carefree nature is a man of substance and worth....a man Harmony's going to have a hard time ignoring.  Holt's a delightful hero, one with a kind and generous heart and he wins over Harmony through small acts and flirtatious banter that had me drooling over him.  A past near-death experience has left him with a zest for life, a positive outlook that's infectious and his scenes with Harmony utterly charmed me because of this.  That's not to say that he's perfect though as halfway through the story his alpa side, his jealous side, came through and had me wanting to slug him a time or two before he matured into the man worthy of a HEA with Harmony.

Harmony Styles is a young woman from the Midwest, someone who's had to work hard for everything she has.  She always longed for big city life and is finally experiencing it at Brentwood University.  Things haven't gone smoothly for her though as tuition is a constant struggle and she's still nursing a bruised heart because of time spent with a duplicitous football player right after she started college.  It's tainted how she sees other athletes, has her seeing them in the worst light, and is the impetus to the fireworks between her and Holt the moment they meet.  Through every up and down Harmony's a wonderful heroine, one who doesn't take guff off of anyone and it leads to lots of crackling encounters between her and Holt.  Exchanges that start out fun and flirty soon turn sensual in a journey that had me rooting them on every step of the way.  She's strong-willed and tells it like it is, but behind that tough facade is an air of self-doubt that drew me to her and had me waiting for Holt to prove her beliefs wrong....and boy, did he ever!

This was just the book I needed to start my 2021 right!  Fun and flirty banter brought these two apparent opposites together, but time spent getting to really know each other led to heartfelt exchanges and an emotionally engaging romance that boded well for their future.  Their witty and laugh out loud banter made for a carefree romance, but moments of heartfelt talks led to a satisfying connection that made them better together than apart.  Along with this entertaining main couple were reappearances of the other Brentwood ballplayers of Knox, Carson, and Jason which added extra moments of levity as well as a delightful sense of brotherhood.  Harmony's friend Priya was another highlight and is the kind of heroine you can't help wanting to hang out with.  From start to finish Ms. Quinn has crafted another winner with a sizzling romance, fun and flirty banter, and a crackling connection that completely won me over.  Fans of sports-fueled romances, as well as rom-coms, will want to add this series set in the world of collegiate ballplaying to their must-read list as it's a romance that you won't want to miss!

My rating for this is an A.

*I got this book from the author for review in exchange for my honest opinion.

AUTHOR INFO:

USA Today Bestselling Author, wife, adoptive mother, and peanut butter lover. Author of romantic comedies and contemporary romance, Meghan Quinn brings readers the perfect combination of heart, humor, and heat in every book.



Cover Reveal for A Very Friendly Valentine’s Day by Kayley Loring.....



Friends become lovers in this invigorating romance set against a backdrop featuring the holiday of love.  Keep reading to get a tempting glimpse of A Very Friendly Valentine’s Day by Kayley Loring, then add it to your bookshelf when it releases on January 14th!

EDDIE: Cancel your dinky little roomette on the train. I’m booking us two of the big bedroom suites.
BIRDIE: I’ll cancel it AFTER you’ve booked the other sleeper rooms. And reimburse you.
EDDIE: Don’t worry about it. Just cancel your tickets. I got this. Round trip. I’m on the Amtrak website right now.
BIRDIE: You don’t have to leave NYC when I do! You’ll hardly be able to spend any time with your Instagram girlfriend that you've never met!
EDDIE: It’s fine. She’ll be fine with it. Cancel your tickets.
BIRDIE: You aren’t going to stop texting me until I’ve canceled them, are you?
EDDIE: Damn right I’m not. Just do it. You can thank me later.
***
EDDIE: Um. Did you cancel your tickets?
BIRDIE: Yes, Edward. I canceled them.
EDDIE: Okay, because it turns out they only had one Family Bedroom from LA to Chicago. But the good news is I booked it for us. It’s the biggest room they had. The bad news is I booked it for us. And it’s the only sleeper room they have left now.
EDDIE: In related news, there was also only one room left from Chicago to New York.
EDDIE: Hands up if you’re excited! *man raising hand emoji*
BIRDIE: I am so mad at you right now.
***
BIRDIE: I’ve compiled a list of ground rules re: shared train bedroom. Check your email, please read carefully, and refer to it again on the ninth of February. Thank you.
EDDIE: *nerd face emoji* Received. I have some notes.

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AUTHOR INFO:

Before writing steamy romantic comedy novels, Kayley Loring got a BFA in creative writing from a Canadian university and had a fifteen-year career as a screenwriter in Los Angeles (under a different name). She mostly wrote PG-13 family comedies that studios would pay her lots of money for and then never make into movies. In 2017 she decided to move to the Pacific Northwest and write about all the fun stuff that she wasn't allowed to write about in those PG-13 scripts. Now she’s breathing cleaner air and writing dirtier words. It’s an adjustment she’s happily getting used to.

Sunday, January 3, 2021

Book Spotlight on Walking the Edge by Sue Ward Drake (GIVEAWAY)......

A strong and sassy woman finds herself teaming up with an ex-military man in this action-packed tale that will keep you on the edge of your seat.  Keep reading to get a tempting taste of Walking the Edge by Sue Ward Drake, then add this exhilarating romance to your bookshelf.  In honor of this first installment in the Danger in the Big Easy series make sure to fill out the form below for the chance to win 1 of 5 copies of this book too!

On the knife edge of danger in the streets of New Orleans, these rugged men call the Big Easy home, and they’ll do whatever it takes to protect their own.
Ex-army ranger Mitch Guidry never should have let his brothers talk him into joining them in the Big Easy. Particularly when they have him going head-to-head with the very last thing he needs: a feisty redhead who has more opinions than even his hard-headed brothers. Loyal and overprotective to a fault, Catherine Hurley will do everything she can to stop Mitch from finding her fugitive brother... and yet, he can't get enough of her.
Cath should be furious with the overbearing ex-ranger who shows up on her doorstep looking for her brother. Sure, Mitch Guidry is hotter than a Louisiana summer and pushes every one of her buttons, but he's also an immediate threat to her family, and family is everything to Cath. Unfortunately, the only way to save her brother is to stick to Mitch like glue. But sharing close quarters with him while they search for her missing brother together proves to be more than a little challenging...particularly when it comes to protecting her heart.

EXCERPT:

Cath extended her hands to indicate the old city around her. “The French Quarter has been lived in for three hundred years. Some early inhabitants still linger. For you ghost doubters, I bet you’ll come away from our walk believing. At least a little."
The sound of pounding feet drew everyone’s attention to the man running toward them. She urged her customers closer to the entrance of Pere Antoine Alley, but the jogger stopped under a street lantern right in front of her.
Her blood sizzled. She’d seen this tan windbreaker, this dark cap of hair, and the body probably capable of two hundred push-ups before breakfast. Exactly forty-five flipping minutes ago. Like metal to a magnet, her body veered into his force field until...his fierce gaze pinned her with a laser-tag blast.
Cath staggered under the impact, the earlier butterflies fluttering back to life. He stood as still as the wrought iron fence behind him, his big hands hanging beside powerful thighs. For now. Any minute he could spring into action.
Within seconds of busting into her apartment, he’d barged past her and pushed her brother against the stove. Then when Les bolted out the door, this guy had followed in a heartbeat.
No. Back up the reel.
They’d stared at each other for a Guinness-record-setting second then, and now his whole body seemed to hum like a live wire. He’d found her brother inside her house. Did that mean he could arrest her, too?
Her throat closed up, and a clamp squeezed all the air from her lungs. She braced, waiting for him to grab her hands and lock on cuffs.
A cough from one of her group jolted her.
The clock on her two-hour ghost tour ticked away, and she had to make sure the travel website guy would have nothing but raves.
“Listen...” Cath raised a finger to her lips. “If you’re quiet you can sometimes hear a man singing."
The tourists followed her down the flagstone walkway. She turned around to speak again but slammed her mouth shut. Of all the gall.
The hunky bounty hunter stood front and center. The hard angles of his features cast a pattern of light and dark across his face, and danger flashed from him in neon lights. For one insane moment when his body had brushed hers in the apartment alley, she’d sensed he might kiss her like the prince waking up Sleeping Beauty. He’d awakened something, alright. Cath squared her shoulders and cleared her throat.
“Excuse me, this is a paid tour."
“Is it too late to join?” His rich baritone melted into her hungry pores like chocolate sauce on a sundae. Days. Weeks. Months too late.
Not for a minute did she believe him to be a rabid fan of haunted houses or an avid collector of ghost stories, but she needed all the dinero she could earn to pay for Les’s lawyer. She eyed the bounty hunter.
“Would you like to buy a ticket?”
“You take plastic?” His long—sensual—mouth lifted. The masculine assurance in his smile ought to send her back straight up. Instead, the heat coming off him poured into her private places.
“Of course.” They conversed like polite strangers, not people who’d been forced to interact under extreme conditions. She wanted to know what had happened with her brother, but she couldn’t ask in the middle of her tour. “I didn’t say anything at the time, but you can pay now for your previous tour, if you like."
“My previous tour?” The confusion in his eyes disappeared when he realized she meant his bounty hunter visit to her apartment. He shrugged all friendly-like. “I can always contest the charge if it’s not correct."
Of course, he would.
“Nah. Consider it lagniappe.” Cath turned to her tourists and explained the old New Orleans custom of grocers giving customers a little something extra. Handsome would likely never know if she charged more than normal, but she prided herself on running an ethical business. “What’s over is over.” Please.
One eyebrow rose. “Are you sure about that?"
Positive. She lowered her head to avoid the sight of his disturbing physique. “If you give me an email address, I’ll send you a receipt."
“No need. I’m good."
Good at his job? Good at flirting? Good in bed?
Or all three. She handed back his credit card. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Mitchell Guidry.” “Mitch."
“I doubt we’ll ever be on a first name basis, Mr. Guidry."
“You underestimate me."
She was coming to see the truth in that.

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AUTHOR INFO:

Sue Ward Drake takes you on a wild ride through the steamy streets of New Orleans in this action-packed, sexy romantic suspense!
Sue Ward Drake has lived in most of the different neighborhoods of New Orleans, including the French Quarter. She was forced to leave during hurricane Katrina, but still counts as friends a wide spectrum of the city’s inhabitants. Though she now resides minutes from the mountains, her heart will always belong to the Big Easy.

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Saturday, January 2, 2021

Book Spotlight on Truly Madly Plaid by Eliza Knight (GIVEAWAY)......

Readers will find themselves quickly captivated by this battle for love and country that beautifully blends history with fiction to craft an epic historical romance.  Keep reading to get a tempting taste of Truly Madly Plaid by Eliza Knight, then add this highlander-fueled tale to your bookshelf.  In honor of this second installment in the Prince Charlie's Angels series make sure to fill out the form below for the chance to win 1 of 5 copies of the first book in this series too!

USA Today bestselling author Eliza Knight takes you into the heart of the Highlands, where these warriors are prepared to give up everything in the fight for their country.
Annie MacPherson’s world was torn apart when her family’s castle was ravaged during the war. Determined to aid her countrymen, she braves the battlefield and finds gravely wounded Lieutenant Craig MacLean.
Soon her heart belongs to the fierce warrior.
As the English dragoons draw closer to Annie’s makeshift hospital, Craig knows they have to escape together if they’ll have any chance to survive. But when they come face-to-face with the enemy and Craig is imprisoned, Annie will have to risk everything she has to save the man she can’t live without.
History and adventure come to life in Eliza Knight’s thrilling Scottish Highland romance. Annie is based loosely on Anne MacKay, Anne Leith, and Lady Maxwell, who risked their lives to protect Jacobite soldiers by hiding them, healing their wounds, and helping them escape from enemy forces.

EXCERPT:

April 5, 1746
This was a mistake.
Every hair on the back of Lieutenant Craig MacLean’s neck stood on end, as though each one wielded
its own sword against the enemy.
Without the protection of the fortress walls, they were sitting ducks tromping through the forest. An
army with most of its men on foot would not be able to escape should a legion of redcoats cut off their path.
Winter had not stopped the sieges. Winter had not stopped death.
A vulture flew overhead, accompanied by two cronies as they cut a wide circular path in the graying sky. Were he and the men the dead meat they sought?
“We should go back,” he said to Graham MacPherson. “Your invitation was appreciated, but I’ve no’ got a good feeling about this.”
There was no telling when Cumberland’s men would make their move, and if the men were inebriated from drink and tired from too much celebrating, they’d not be ready for an attack.
Graham chuckled and tossed the end of a stick he’d been chewing at Craig. “Ye’re afraid of a few birds, are ye?”
“I’m no’ afraid of anything.”
“Let loose, MacLean. The men need to have some fun, and so do ye.”
The very last place that Craig wanted to be was riding toward Cullidunloch Castle. It wasn’t that he didn’t like castles or his host or the warm feast that Graham had promised or the ale that was certain to be flowing.
Craig liked all of those things quite a lot. More than a lot, if he were being honest. Toss in a bonnie wench or two to flirt with, and he’d be in his own version of heaven. But Cullidunloch Castle wasn’t only home to his best mate. It also happened to house a woman he’d been working hard to avoid for months. Graham’s sister Annie was very beautiful and very irksome. She was as brilliant as she was irritating, and despite that brilliance, the lass had conveniently forgotten the single encounter the two of them had shared.
He hadn’t forgotten. How could he? And now he was descending upon her home—her and Graham’s home—to partake of their hospitality. Her hospitality. If she was willing to give it. Hospitality he would really like to have, considering he hadn’t had a warm bath in weeks. He’d only managed to keep himself from smelling like a chamber pot by swimming—when the lochs weren’t covered in a sheet of ice. His clothes were getting stiff from use, and he was fairly certain that his last good pair of hose now had a hole where his big toe was greedily trying to squeeze through.
At least right now they weren’t dealing with snow, though it was only early spring and another storm was inevitable in the Highlands. The temperatures had been rising steadily, enough so that the men in his regiment weren’t so fearful of freezing to death anymore. Unless of course it snowed tonight and Annie MacPherson tossed him out with the last of the evening’s rubbish. He wouldn’t put it past her.
Craig would have to make nice with her, though he found the very idea absurd. Graham didn’t need to know what a termagant his sister truly was. He’d never told his friend what had happened when he’d found Annie retching after battle.
To everyone else she encountered, Annie was sweet as sunshine. Even the men she had to stitch up while they writhed in pain called her their angel—men in his own regiment, men he’d trained and led into battle. She was lauded for her nursing skills and her bedside manner, which stung even more. Of course he sent his men to her to be mended; she was the best damn healer he’d ever seen.
And that was about all the amount of niceties he’d extend. Why had he been the only unlucky fellow to have encountered her waspish side?
He would never be caught openly acknowledging the bonniness of her face. The way her chin curved into a petite point or the way her eyebrows arched delicately over her mesmerizing eyes. Eyes that were the most incredible amber color.
Bloody hell.
Every time he looked at Annie, every time she smiled, he saw that derisive sneer she’d flashed at him the night he’d tried to help her. He’d seen a side of her he was certain no one else had, and he’d run as far as he bloody could—after making sure she was safely taken care of, that was.
He wasn’t a complete monster.
But he was quite all right with her believing he was, if that meant she’d stay the hell away from him. “Is the pottage breakfast no’ agreeing with ye?” Graham’s teasing voice cut through Craig’s thoughts. He snorted. “I’ve an iron stomach, lad.”
“Lad? I think I’ve got a year or two on ye. And ye forget we’ve been living together on campaign for months. Bean pottage is no’ your friend, mate.”
Craig snickered. “Are ye saying that ye’re in need of a latrine?”
“Debatable.”
Craig was glad for his friend’s distraction. Though he didn’t want to talk about beans or what happened after he ate them.
“Annie’s sure to have a hearty meal for the lot of us this evening.” Graham sounded so wistful, as though he were talking about something more fantastical than food. Like the war ending with Prince Charles Stuart sitting on the throne. Now that was something to long for.
Craig’s smile faded, and he nodded, having hoped to avoid any further conversation about Graham’s chit of a sister.
“I’m honored to be your guest.” This much was true.
“Honored?” Graham let out a guffaw. “Ye’re my brother in arms, mate.”
While they’d known each other for years, they’d become closer friends after having saved each other’s arses at the battle at Falkirk the January past.
“I’m certain Logan will want to spar with ye,” Graham was saying of his younger brother, who’d been sent home from the front with a grave injury. “And Annie, she’ll be there to sew ye up.”
Craig laughed, but only half-heartedly. If he had his way, he’d keep Annie the length of a jousting stick away from him—preferably farther—at all times.

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AUTHOR INFO:

ELIZA KNIGHT is an award-winning and USA Today bestselling author of over fifty sizzling historical romances. When not reading, writing, or researching, she chases after her three children. In her spare time she likes daydreaming, wine-tasting, traveling, hiking, and visiting with family and friends. She lives in Maryland.

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Friday, January 1, 2021

Happy New Year! Welcome 2021!


2020 was a tough year for everyone, but thank heavens for all the books that helped get us through all those emotional ups and downs!  Thanks too for everyone stopping by and leaving comments which keep me bringing more books to your attention.  Here’s to a better 2021, both emotionally and physically, for everyone...as well as a slew of new books from many of my favorite authors!